The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my

was the twisted flicker of

betrayal, how it craved for any touch, any relief, even

legs felt weak, my breath ragged and I knew

too much and my mind was fogged by the

taunts mingling with the roaring

her,” one of

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

forward and ran his index finger on my

it, tears burned

ran my tongue up and down his

dripped with false sympathy as he turned to

bet she’d do anything

Do

take it anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish speaking,

on me, could hear mocking laughter chasing me but I didn’t

away, to find somewhere

wall

apology on my lips but the words

the

with a mix of

close, he was even more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit

fell over the room as everyone

feel their stares and a sickening dread pooled in

signet on the third finger

a Lycan leader, but not

Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank

My heart pounded as I realized the gravity of

standing before the most powerful man in my world, with the scent of my arousal in

a reprimand

uncontrolled heat cycles especially

as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down

intense, a deep amber that

his gaze

up from the ground

voice sending shivers through my

and my

stammered but my body chose that moment

wave of heat crashed over me, stronger than before and my

against him, my vision blurring as desire overwhelmed

Lycan leader caught me, his grip was

impossibly close now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy,

my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me

Time seemed to slow.

the background as I and the Lycan leader stood

flash of something raw and

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